The Midland readers and home lesson books, Libro 41873 |
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... thee , thou art no less bitter on that account . It is thou , Liberty , thrice sweet and gracious goddess , whom all in public or in private worship ; whose taste is grateful , and ever will be so till nature herself shall change . No ...
... thee , thou art no less bitter on that account . It is thou , Liberty , thrice sweet and gracious goddess , whom all in public or in private worship ; whose taste is grateful , and ever will be so till nature herself shall change . No ...
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... thee . " Now his companions were in a place where the keeper could see them , and she could hear their words . And the man said to his com- panions , " She is not willing to give me aught . " So they said to her , " Give him . " And ...
... thee . " Now his companions were in a place where the keeper could see them , and she could hear their words . And the man said to his com- panions , " She is not willing to give me aught . " So they said to her , " Give him . " And ...
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... thee not permission save to give the comb . " She replied , " He did not mention to me a comb . " And they seized her and took her up to the judge , and when they had presented themselves before him , they stated to him the case ...
... thee not permission save to give the comb . " She replied , " He did not mention to me a comb . " And they seized her and took her up to the judge , and when they had presented themselves before him , they stated to him the case ...
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... thee again , —thou'rt sold , my Arab steed ! Fret not with that impatient hoof - snuff not the breezy wind ; The further that thou fliest now , so far am I behind : The stranger hath thy bridle rein - thy master hath his gold- Fleet ...
... thee again , —thou'rt sold , my Arab steed ! Fret not with that impatient hoof - snuff not the breezy wind ; The further that thou fliest now , so far am I behind : The stranger hath thy bridle rein - thy master hath his gold- Fleet ...
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... thee may count each started vein . Will they ill - use thee ? If I thought - but no , it cannot be ; Thou art so swift , yet easy curbed ; so gentle , yet so free : And yet if haply , when thou'rt gone , my lonely heart should yearn ...
... thee may count each started vein . Will they ill - use thee ? If I thought - but no , it cannot be ; Thou art so swift , yet easy curbed ; so gentle , yet so free : And yet if haply , when thou'rt gone , my lonely heart should yearn ...
Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 100 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Página 44 - My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. "But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case." Said John, "It is my wedding-day, And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware.
Página 28 - The door in the mountain side shut fast. Did I say, all? No! One was lame, And could not dance the whole of the way; And in after years, if you would blame His sadness, he was used to say— "It's dull in our town since my playmates left!
Página 27 - Once more he stept into the street; And to his lips again Laid his long pipe of smooth straight cane ; And ere he blew three notes (such sweet Soft notes as yet musician's cunning Never gave the enraptured air), There was a rustling, that seemed like a bustling, Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling, Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering, Little hands clapping and little tongues chattering, And, like fowls in a farmyard when barley is scattering, Out came the children running.
Página 42 - He grasped the mane with both his hands, And eke with all his might. His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin, neck or nought; Away went hat and wig; He little dreamt, when he set out, Of running such a rig.
Página 9 - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And in the churchyard cottage I Dwell near them with my mother.
Página 101 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow, — When the fiery fight is heard no more, And the storm has ceased to blow.
Página 80 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute, From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
Página 22 - You hope, because you're old and obese, To find in the furry civic robe ease! Rouse up, Sirs! Give your brains a racking To find the remedy we're lacking, Or, sure as fate, we'll send you packing!
Página 25 - Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives — Followed the Piper for their lives. From street to street he piped advancing, And step for step they followed dancing, Until they came to the river Weser Wherein all plunged and perished — Save one who, stout as Julius Caesar, Swam across and lived to carry (As he the manuscript he cherished) To Rat-land home his commentary...